Good morning and welcome Through My Back Door. The coffee is on, and guess what? We are back to DD. It is a good thing I wasn't this fickle in other things, as I am coffee. I LOVE good coffee. It is important to me, but I find if I drink the same brand day in and day out, it just gets blah, so I change around. I am a Gemini and I don't know enough about astrology to know if that is in our make up or not. Hahahaha. However, there is also some cake, strawberries and whipped cream if you want it this early. As many of you know, I belong to a few decorating groups on FB. One of the people in the group, made the comment that all of my things had a story, and it set my mind a whirl. I guess for the most part they do. With that said, I think when I sit in this little house and I look around at all the pieces I have collected, they do tell a story and they do bring back memories. So when Al made that comment I thought, "I feel a blog coming on". Well home is where I spend a lot of time now that I am retired and no longer work part time, so yes I want it to feel good. I want to look at something and remember where,when, and why I have it. It makes me happy. Most of you who know me, personally, know I am happy most all the time. Oh I have my moments, as I have lost a husband and other wonderful people in my life, but for most part I am happy. You see as a Christian, I KNOW I will see them again. Well when I look around and I see a dresser Curtis refinished that had green enamel on it I smile. He used to say the wood spoke to him. I believe it did.
See the desk? I looked for 3-4 years on my travels for the "right" desk. It couldn't be over a certain size to fit in this spot. Well my daughter in law Renda, found it on line in up state New York, she and Dodd bought it, had it shipped to me for Christmas a year ago.It fills my heart to see it and know what they went through to get it for me. The cupboard in the background? Most of you know the story about the two German cupboards.
All of you know the story of the little yellow bowl. It restores my faith in people every time I look at it. I have my great great grandfathers little chair and Curtis stripped it and put the last bottom in it. It makes me smile for it has lots of stories.
Then there is my kitchen table.
My churns all have a story, as do my baskets, and so many other things.Another post I will share some other pieces and their stories. So yes, there is always a story and I wouldn't have it any other way.
Know what else I wouldn't have any other way? You coming Through My Back door where life is good.
PS: I want to throw out a thank you for my domino group. They came and played yesterday with sheetrock dust everywhere, Subway sandwiches for lunch and never once complained.
PSS: I have lost approx 30 followers. Someone said it was because people are stopping to blog. I find that so sad
PSSS I don't air my personal ailments but I am facing shoulder surgery of some kind.Waiting on the results of the MRI to know how involved.